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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=460952" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Heavenly Fathers' Day Forever</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Assuming and that’s one hell of an assume<br>that we retain our individuality<br>you know.. up there..<br>you can’t but wonder what <br>they talk about, if of course</div><div style="margin:10px 0">for instance, those millions<br>on millions of fathers..<br>do they gather round and talk<br>about.. well, forget that club talk<br>about their wives and<br>that kinda dissing that’s <br>a sorta boast…</div><div style="margin:10px 0">and their daughters? no<br>they’d all go quiet and remember<br>when they were Daddy’s girl<br>hurrumph</div><div style="margin:10px 0">no, their sons? ..</div><div style="margin:10px 0">‘reckon he came from<br>his mother’s side <br>of the family – couldn’t never<br>understand him…’</div><div style="margin:10px 0">‘wanted to give him the benefit<br>of all my experience –<br>would he listen? ’</div><div style="margin:10px 0">‘everything I approved of..<br>he wanted the opposite, took<br>the opposite view.. couldn’t<br>talk to him about anything that<br>I’d learned to value..’</div><div style="margin:10px 0">‘he just couldn’t understand<br>how fortunate he was.. I<br>grew up we had nothing nothing…’</div><div style="margin:10px 0">‘he had a place waiting for him<br>in the family firm, great<br>future – but no, all<br>he wanted was to…’</div><div style="margin:10px 0">‘I kept telling him, yes, <br>great as a hobby but<br>there’s no money in it son<br>for a decent life, take my word..’</div><div style="margin:10px 0">‘paid a fortune for his education, <br>like I never had, and<br>what does he do with it but<br>go off and…’</div><div style="margin:10px 0">do they go on and on like this? it<br>must be hell..</div><div style="margin:10px 0">or are they allowed the benefit<br>of hindsight, a sorta <br>purgatory before oh god<br>another chance? or</div><div style="margin:10px 0">or are they allowed a solemn vow<br>to never be like that again<br>and swear to make their son’s life<br>heaven? (poor wimp..) </div><div style="margin:10px 0">or simply on the Indian lines of heavenly justice<br>swop roles next time ho ho? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Dad, all this<br>is just a joke</div><div style="margin:10px 0">now</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>love you</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Michael+Shepherd">Michael Shepherd</a><div class=q>
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that we retain our individuality
you know.. up there..
you can’t but wonder what 
they talk about, if of course

for instance, those millions
on millions of fathers..
do they gather round and talk
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